"I get that from time to time." Normally it would have him wandering off by himself. In fact if he'd left that conversation earlier with Tobirama he probably would have still gone out there on his own with meal, sat up there in an area masked by shadow and watched the fireworks trying to convince himself to not be miserable and failing.
The "thing" was the journal, and it's leather-bound in colors that match the purple in his underjacket, with a tree scorched into the front of the book. Something quite similar to the Tree of Life, but to him it's a reminder of his new abilities and that he needs to keep up with them. Either way he gets that, and more food of the local variety because even if he'd taken the initiative to not smell like he ate a bunch earlier he figures why the fuck not, it's not like Tobirama will care. His part bound up in a little wooden lunchbox to keep it warm.
As he'd been promised there are guards, but they're not the type of guards that guard anything valuable, they're the type of guards that 'didn't want to be here tonight' and are standing around talking about the tourist activity. They don't even really need much of a distraction, though Yondu absolutely did pickpocket someone nearby and leave the wallet on a walkway where one of the bored lot would be able to see it.
Cue guy yelling about where the hell his ID went, a fresh-faced guard trying to hell down from an overhang, "It's there! It's over there! Not that left, your other left!" and making a whole shitload of noise which works out better than planned to cover the faint clattering of an old grate being moved. Then once a hidden route up is exposed, its his turn to do the careful observing, taking in the silent climbing skills and noting in the back of his mind how it's no fucking wonder humans evolved from little tree-dwelling scamblers.
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The "thing" was the journal, and it's leather-bound in colors that match the purple in his underjacket, with a tree scorched into the front of the book. Something quite similar to the Tree of Life, but to him it's a reminder of his new abilities and that he needs to keep up with them. Either way he gets that, and more food of the local variety because even if he'd taken the initiative to not smell like he ate a bunch earlier he figures why the fuck not, it's not like Tobirama will care. His part bound up in a little wooden lunchbox to keep it warm.
As he'd been promised there are guards, but they're not the type of guards that guard anything valuable, they're the type of guards that 'didn't want to be here tonight' and are standing around talking about the tourist activity. They don't even really need much of a distraction, though Yondu absolutely did pickpocket someone nearby and leave the wallet on a walkway where one of the bored lot would be able to see it.
Cue guy yelling about where the hell his ID went, a fresh-faced guard trying to hell down from an overhang, "It's there! It's over there! Not that left, your other left!" and making a whole shitload of noise which works out better than planned to cover the faint clattering of an old grate being moved. Then once a hidden route up is exposed, its his turn to do the careful observing, taking in the silent climbing skills and noting in the back of his mind how it's no fucking wonder humans evolved from little tree-dwelling scamblers.